Looking at Uncle Yongqing who was leading people over, the corners of Zhao Yu's mouth raised slightly.

Among the big merchants in the capital, who doesn’t have the backing of a few powerful figures?

Even if Zhao Yu was full, he would not go to the rice shop and have trouble with a young boy.

The reason why we have to imitate Brother Qiang and stage a "buy melon" drama is to find a person who has enough identity and status, but cannot have too much real power in his hands, to be the chicken who scares the monkeys!

His status as Uncle Yongqing was bestowed by the emperor, and he was also the father-in-law in name only. His status was definitely sufficient!

But apart from relying on his daughter to eat and drink, he has no other ability. Using her to sacrifice the flag will not affect the fundamental interests of other bosses.

Therefore, Uncle Yongqing, who had become rich and powerful thanks to his daughter, became Zhao Yu's best choice.

"oh?"

Zhao Yu looked at the visitor and stepped forward happily and said, "Isn't this Uncle Yongqing? What kind of wind brought you here?"

Originally, Uncle Yongqing was a little wary of the group of menacing Jin Yiwei.

But when he saw that the leader, Zhao Yu, was no different from the other officials who fawned over him, his temper started to rise.

"What kind of official are you? You are so brave, you actually dare to cause trouble on my territory?!" Uncle Yongqing came to Zhao Yu, and his fingers were about to poke into Zhao Yu's eye sockets.

Zhao Yu stopped Erha who wanted to come forward to reason with Uncle Yongqing again, and then said with a smile: "Your old territory?"

"Yes, this Yuheng Rice Shop is my property. How brave are you to actually dare to cause trouble here? Come on, arrest me!"

Uncle Yongqing waved his hand and signaled his followers to arrest Zhao Yu.

but……

He is a fool with a bad brain, but the other followers are not fools.

Even though their master is Uncle Yongqing, this is the superior officer of Jin Yiwei. How can they dare to move?

No one is a fool, everyone is like a mirror in their hearts.

Even if people come to take the blame in the future, Uncle Yongqing can rely on his daughter as the princess to clear it up, but what about them?

Even a three-year-old child in Daqian knows what type of pee-wee Jin Yiwei is.

Today they captured the Shangguan of Jinyiwei, and if they find the back-up tomorrow, they will be left with nothing to eat!

Uncle Yongqing waved his hand vigorously, but the bulky and round followers behind him did not even move.

"A bunch of trash, they are just a small official in the Imperial Guard, what are you afraid of?

If anything goes wrong, I will take care of you. Not to mention that he is just a junior official of the Jin Yiwei, what if he is the leader of the Jin Yiwei?

All in all, I and the emperor are both in-laws, and His Highness Prince Yu is half of my son..."

Uncle Yongqing turned around and slapped the leading servant on the face, and angrily scolded his subordinates.

Looking at the clamoring old man in front of him and listening to the nonsense he said, Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

After spending several months in Daqian's officialdom, Zhao Yu encountered officials, big and small, who were all hollow-minded people.

It's rare to meet such a "normal" person as Uncle Yongqing, and it's really not easy.

Even after giving the subordinates a few mouthfuls of words, those freeloaders still remained motionless.

Uncle Yongqing had no choice. There was no way he could go up with his thin arms and legs and knock down Zhao Yu and his entire group of royal guards, right?

This is simply not realistic.

"Well, I won't ask you for your fault, but you have to compensate me for the spilled corn..."

After Yongqingbo thought for a moment, he said to Zhao Yu again.

"..."

Everyone present, whether they were Jinyiwei or Yongqingbo's own retainers, were all shocked by the old man's words.

After all, he is also a prince from the Daqian Dynasty, and he can actually bargain for a basket of corn with the Shangguan of Jinyiwei here like a fussy little merchant!

Zhao Yu wiped his sweat and felt some admiration for King Qi Yu's princess.

With such a father around, that woman can still prosper in Prince Yu's Mansion, she is quite capable.

"No problem, just tell me the number!"

What caught the attention of all the powerful people in the Supervisory Headquarters was that Zhao Yu seemed to be quite talkative today.

As for Zhao Yu’s fear of Uncle Yongqing’s identity?

Even if the strongmen from the Supervisory Headquarters were beaten to death, they wouldn’t believe it!

Their Shangguan, a master who dared to capture and kill even the vassal king, would still be afraid of a count with no real power?!

"Five hundred... no, one thousand taels of silver!"

Uncle Yongqing's mind was not clear, but his appetite was surprisingly large.

This basket of corn, even at the sky-high price he had set before, could not be purchased for five hundred taels of silver.

But when he saw that Zhao Yu seemed to be easy to talk to, he opened his mouth wide and asked for a basket of corn mixed with river sand for one thousand taels.

"no problem!"

Zhao Yu agreed without hesitation. Let alone one thousand, this old guy wanted one hundred thousand today, and Zhao Yu would not hesitate at all.

To a dead person, there is no difference between one thousand and one hundred thousand!

Seeing Zhao Yu agreeing so happily, Uncle Yongqing's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly regretted it.

Look at how happy this guy is, the one thousand taels must be missing...

"I have offended your lordship today, and I am very frightened. I want to hold a banquet at Luxian Tea House tomorrow to apologize to your lordship. I will give you one thousand taels of silver at that time, and I hope your lordship will appreciate it!"

Zhao Yu happily raised his hands and said to the old man.

"Easy to say, easy to say..."

Uncle Yongqing, who was still aggressive before, now changed his face when he heard Zhao Yu offering money and apologizing.

…

Uncle Yongqing came in a fierce manner, and left happily in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Yu didn't say anything more and left Yuheng Grain Store with his Jin Yiwei.

The people around who were waiting to see the Jin Yiwei punish the profiteers also left in disappointment.

But think about it, no matter how powerful the Jinyiwei is, they are still the emperor's domestic slaves. Although Uncle Yongqing's words don't sound good, they still make some sense.

After all, he is a relative of the emperor and a servant of the Imperial Guard. How dare you do anything to him?

"Sir, that's it?"

Jin Yichuan, who had half-drawn out his spring knife, looked at the shop assistant who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and his tone was somewhat disdainful.

When he came back in vain before, Zhao Yu was so excited.

But when Zhao Yu took action, he only managed to rectify a boy in a rice shop.

Jin Yichuan, who had been scolded by Zhao Yu before, was somewhat unconvinced.

"Only by putting a long line in can you catch big fish..."

Zhao Yu smiled mysteriously, and then took the people back to the headquarters of the Supervisory Department. After the office was dismissed, everyone had dispersed, and Zhao Yu did not see any other arrangements.

After everyone left the office, Zhao Yu took Erha back to the mansion. It seemed that what happened today was over.

At night, after curfew.

Zhao Yu walked out of the mansion alone and walked towards An Jianqing's mansion.

Even if Uncle Yongqing is a stick, he is still a relative of the emperor. If you want to attack him, you need someone to nod.
Chapter completed!